Blissful Distraction [Attack on Titan Fanfiction]

Childhood - Chapter 4: Illusions

People said I was growing up fast. At eight, my brown hair reached my lower back. My green eyes shone with a curiosity for everything.

In school, I rarely talked. The only people I did talk to were my friends. I seldom said a word to a stranger if they hadn't initiated a conversation first.

I didn't look much different from other girls, that is, if they didn't already have on pounds of tulle on their dresses. The other girls would wear fancy, puffy, dresses and shoes like everyday was a beauty pageant.

Eagan and Taylor were less like this, but Liana was completely into the beauty game. She even chose to play with the more popular girls than her own friends. That was Liana's weakness. She wants to be popular, yet keep her old friends.

For one thing, all the popular girls, despite what they say, are not good friends with each other. In that game, everyone was everybody's frienemies.
I, however, was the complete opposite. I didn't wear poofy dresses, and I didn't stab my friends in the back. Yet I wasn't afraid to insult anyone who offended me or my true friends.

My friends and I once made friends with a quiet, new girl, named Brittany. We talked to her and laughed with her. However, Brittany wanted the glamorous life and ignored us. She does talk to Liana sometimes, but she had completely ignored everyone who was nice to her in the beginning.

One day, My friends and I were playing in the schoolyard during recess. We were sitting in the shade, talking and enjoying the cool breezes that passed by.

Brittany and a few of her friends, including Liana, walked up to us.
"Hey Del, I see you're having a nice fun time here," Brittany sneered. "I'm here to tell you I no longer want to talk to you because you're a loser." All the other girls laughed. "And by definition, a loser loses whatever they have, so give up this tree shade to us."

Taylor, Eagan, Jonathan, and I looked up at the girls. They didn't know how to respond, but I did.

"That's odd, I don't see your name on this tree, just on your shirt," I responded. "I think you should really get a better education if you need your name to be on your shirt to remember it."

"Are you calling me stupid?" Brittany asked.

"Yeah, so?" I shrugged.

Brittany walked over to me. "Get out of my shade or I'm going to tell on you," she threatened.

"I thought you said you didn't want to talk to me?" I stated.

"I don't, but my mother taught me that ignoring the lower class doesn't make them disappear, so I'm just going to have to deal with you." Brittany smirked.

I went back to my sketchbook and started to doodle again. "Well I don't want to be in the higher class if they look like..." I glanced at Brittany, "You."

Brittany grew impatient and pulled away my sketchbook. Taylor, Eagan, and Jonathan gasped as if she had just done something terribly wrong, and she did. "I'm sorry, did you want this?" Brittany waved it around the air.

"I do," I said simply.

"Then get out," Brittany stated.

I crossed my arms. "I suggest you give me that book back before shit goes down."

Everyone gasped except for my friends and I. "You used a bad word!" A random girl shouted.

"I see that you all are too ignorant to see that you are only making yourselves look stupid," I stated. "You've been trying to take this spot from us, but you aren't able to. You aren't giving up, that's a good thing, but it's really annoying. Now why don't you run back to your mothers and tell on me. Now, would you hand me my book back?"